The Billionaire's OUTCAST

CHAPTER 5 - Of which she was arrested

Em's Pov

One Friday evening, two weeks after the incident, police came to our workplace. They asked Myra my colleague where I was and since I was serving one of our tables they waited for me to be through. When I took too long Myra came over and whispered to me that there are people who wanted to see me.

"Who are they?" I asked her getting alarmed.

"They are the police. Anything you'd like to share? You know I can help.." She assured me shrugging her shoulders.

"Nothing that I know of. Let me finish with this, or, just take over. Let me go talk to them." I told her handing her my tray.

On this day I had worn a blue rugged jeans and a white top. I was looking a little pretty and with my brown colour it made me look a little too bright for my liking. I just had to wear them because I had no choice. I only owned two white tops which were part of the uniform we wore at the bar. I waltzed to them and said my greetings.

"We are very fine madam." One of the officers answered.

"What can I do for you?" I asked them fearfully

"You are under arrest for failure to pay back what you owe. We will discuss this once we get to the station. Should I read your rights?" He asked me.

I got so scared, so scared that my skin colour turned pink. I had never spent a night in jail and I didn't know who had authorized them to arrest me. I knew I had many pending bills and my house rent was in arrears...my house rent. I suddenly remembered that the owner had warned me that should I not pay before Wednesday I would face his wrath. I had tried talking to him and he never wanted to listen to me. The apartment was way better than the one I was living in in Soweto.

I had to think of something, and that something needed to be thought about fast. Bribing officers was just not the way and when I got there, I was given my one phone call. The only person I could think about was Myra and when I called to tell her my predicament, she cut me off! I had no option than t wait for my landlord's verdict. He had the last word.

When we got to the station I was booked in and  thrown inside women's cells. There was a thin mattress on the floor and since I had lost all hope I decided to make myself comfortable as I wait for daybreak. Once I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but remember the handsome guy that had saved me at the alley. "I wish he would just appear out of nowhere and get me the hell out of here." I muttered to myself.

The following morning I was called out and was told to freshen myself up as I had to go to my landlord's house. I was picked by a very expensive car and sat at the back while two plain clothed policemen sat on my sides.

"Don't get nervous. He's not a bad guy and he cannot harm you." One of them assured me as he noticed my nervousness.

"Its hard you know." I answered him fidgeting with my fingers.

"I don't know what kind of a person he is. I told him to give me more time and I would eventually pay him." I added feeling so helpless.

"Maybe you didn't speak to the owner of the house. You only talked to the caretaker." He answered and smiled at me.

We had taken a different route and I hadn't noticed until I saw the suburbs we were in. The rich Man's paradise. That's the only name I could think of when I looked outside and awed by what I saw. The lawns were so well kept and trimmed, the flowers so beautiful. That was on the outside. We pushed forth and came upon a magnificent gate. This looked like either a gate to paradise of my entrance to hell. I would find out once I got in.

We entered what looked like a runway. This was something I had never ever seen. I looked around in awe and felt that I was in another world. We entered inside what looked like a mansion. I had sincerely never seen anything like this. Before we could even knock, the door opened and we were ushered in by a pretty woman who was about late twenties. She smiled warmly at us and greeted us bowing with respect.

I stood gazing at the beauty of the home. White walls with big windows that were draped in white. The couches were in off white colour and marbled white floor. The endless stairs were also in white with black railing bringing out the beauty of them.

I was pushed forward by one of the officers and told to sit on the floor. Well, I couldn't say I was uncomfortable because the floor had cream white carpet with a black patch in the middle. I was more comfortable than in my own apartment. This room only was thrice the size of my small apartment.

Walking gracefully down the stairs was a pretty woman. She was wearing a short dress that almost showed us her behind which consisted of...nothing! Argggg....I screamed internally,

'how does such a pretty lady have no ass?

'She's a model for crying out loud'

That was the conversation I was having in my ugly head. She came directly at me as the men ogres at her beauty.

"b***h! Stop staring! Its f*****g bad manners!" She snapped at me hitting the back of my head.

"We are here to see....." One of the officers started

"My fiance who happens to be out at the moment. What do you want? Make it fast as I'm about to go out."

"Well, this is a matter to be discussed by us and your fiance so if you don't mind, give us a break!" The other officer said.

"Excuse me! This is my f*****g house and.."

"And what? From where I stand you're just his fiancee not his wife and this..." He illustrated with his hands, "isn't in your name other than your fiancé. So shut the hell up and concentrate on your pathetic life."

"I'm sure Ed will be very happy with you after he hears how you have just talked to me." She threatened

"No need to worry. I heard it all."

The gorgeous dude from two weeks back made an appearance wearing a dark blue suit, draping the suit jacket on his shoulder. He had folded his crisp white shirt to his near elbows his abs showing through his shirt and his broad shoulders screaming power.

"To what do I owe this visit?" He asked in a husky voice after eyeing me from head to toe. "And why is she sitting on the floor?"

"She's one of the tenants that haven't paid for the last six months." One of the officers said.

"How much does she owe?"

"About six thousand dollars."

"What? How did that money appreciate that much?"

"She stood in for a dude she had borrowed some money."

"You can leave. Let me see what I will do with her." He told them and the pretty maid opened door for them. One of the officers, the good one gave me 'sorry' eyes, like he knew what awaited me.